Thursday, July 3, 2014

I had to chuckle...

... when I opened up my luggage back in February, after going home for my grandmother's funeral.

Among the pictures and sewing notions and her measuring tape that I brought back, were a few kitchen towels she had used for many years. I brought back a pair I had sent her, bought at IKEA.

Those are on the top of this pile. Hers is the one with the pretty red rick-rack sewn on. She really like to embellish fabric in a simple way. I'd say she had Zakka style.

I also brought back a new kitchen towel, from my sister in Brooklyn.

The first thing I did, before I even unpacked my bags, was to look for something to use for sewing on a loop. I found some twill tape right away.

All better! Then, I went to hang up the towels I had brought back from my grandmother's kitchen and look what I found:

Grandmother had Taken Away the hanging loops! Possibly the first thing she did after thanking me.....

I just had to chuckle!

I have been slowly mixing in some of her sewing things with mine.

Her pincushion, which still has some threaded needles of hers, mixed with my flower head pins:

And her trims themselves....

I sewed a batch of large rick rack onto a tablecloth last night to make a simple curtain for our dining area. I like to think she'd be happy I'm using what I brought back, rather than letting it sit. She really knew how to make simple fixes with embellishments too.

I have most of the towels packed away though. They still smell like her kitchen always did, and that's a comfort to me.

I have tears in my eyes reading this. I am really sorry about your Grandma passing away. Lovely things you brought back to remind you of her. The smell... I thought I was the only one to smell things that belonged to my Mum and my Grandma. I keep a few items in bags and smell them from time to time to get that tiny bit of comfort and a flood of sweet memories. Thank you for sharing!

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I'm an American living in Sweden. I love sewing and quilting, and anything fabric-related, except for mending knees! I love to take pictures, especially of nature, barns, and quilts. Winters are dark here, so Swedish Scrapper is a blend of all I can scrape together to make the days pretty for my family and me. It's a humble contribution, but making things lovely is really what makes me tick!